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| Today's story was inspired by a bus ride... yeap. |
Common tests are finally over! Which means I took the last paper that I will ever take in my poly life. Its a bit of a bittersweet ending but I still have all the final assignments to go before I can officially graduate and continue on to my next journey in life. I recently read through my PFP experience blog post and I have the urge to continue my story about what happened for the next three years so I'll save my graduation post for next year, look forward to that, or not if I happen to lose inspiration to post it.
But this means I have time to write down thoughts that I have been holding back for way too long. Its been super long since I last posted something personal on my blog. (Which is probably a good thing because reading back some of my old posts, I sound extremely whiny, and I do care about how I present myself out to the public... to some extent.)
Now let's start story time. I was on the bus probably a few weeks ago and I overheard a conversation of a group of people talking about exams, and there was one particular guy that annoyed the hell out of me. He was exhuming arrogance and cockiness that I had never seen before.
